Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Stairs

They ask for
do you think this fan club is for?
I slithered up each corridor
I kept a warm, place at my core
Before I it

They ask for
What do you this woman's made of?
I stuck a small, thin pin in my
They dreamt a low, long to be crossed
And I it

I'm but a different kind of life
the way I used to be
I retire to a split, white smile to be
In some old magazine

And this girl's
When they were roughly wrenched
I could see a starry stair up your
You hid your hair
Oh, but I saw you

While all guys, all these curious sets of eyes
Safe a TV screen
I let pry, pick apart and hang up to dry
every piece of me
If you don't me, I'm sorry

Oh, a trip? Oh, what a shimmering silver ship?
Oh, what a hot I half lived?
Oh, and the stripes and stars, how they off the siding
When my life ripped off from the part played as a kid
Into the part that plays your lips
To find a warm, safe place and sit up inside it?

So, goodbye
From the part staying behind
To the that has to leave
To the sublime lips that were never by lying
But to the face inside the
Who wasn't me, who me
Oh, no, no, she's, not me, oh, oh